Harry's POV
It's been days since the day Shannen called. I honestly don't know what happened that day. She just surrendered it all.
And now I'm laying in bed, thinking of what I've done to get accussed by the person I've loved with honesty.
I sigh as I wandered. I wish I could be there, telling her the truth and only the truth. To cuddle with her, to just hold her close and whisper sweet nothing to pass the time. If only she knew. If only I wasn't stupid. And if only she'd be here.
I grabbed my phone and just stared at her number.
I fought the urge to call her. To hear her voice, the voice that calmed all. To just hear her breathing, just to know that she's there hearing me out.
Then without thinking, I punched her number. It rang and rang and then it went to voicemail.
"Sorry I'm not on my phone at the moment, please leave a message after the beep", it said.
"Hey, babe call me when you get this", I said and hang up.
I frowned. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
As I was closing my eyes, I saw her. I saw her standing there. Tears falling down, from cheek to cheek.
I tried moving towards her but I can't , I do not have an idea why.
I can't seem to move, as if I'm frozen.
"Harry", she said smiling. "Harry", she said again.
But then that smile faded, she was now frowning.
"Why are you frowning?", I asked.
She looked down. I asked again, "why ar-",
"YOU CHEATED HARRY",
"YOU CHEATEEEEED!!!", she screamed and ran away.
I tried chasing her but I just couldn't. I could feel myself sweating from trying. So hard that I could hear someone.
"Harry","Harry", it said. I don't who it is or what it is but I highly doubt it, it's a girl's voice.
"Harry wake up", I stood up immediately. I looked around, thank God I was still in my room.
"Harry", I heared the voice again. I looked at where the voice came from and said, "Shannen is that you?", I asked.
"Silly, it's Jessica, curly. Stop day dreaming about your imaginary girlfriend", she spoke as she got out of the bathroom and went to sit next to me.
"So , are you free this Friday, curly?", she asked. I glanced at her as she poked my left cheeck. "Yeah, why's that?", I asked poking back her right cheeck. "Well you see , I have 2 tickets to Coldplay this Saturday and I know you like Coldplay and," she paused looking at the ground. "well?", I asked breaking the awkwardness she's started. "I want you to go with me", she said looking at the ground. I could feel her cheecks reddened.
Without thinking, I answered her, "Yes", while smiling. "Really?", she looked at me with glee in her face. "Yes, why not?", I said.
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I've just finished styling my hair for the concert. I haven't been this excited since, well , forever.
